The way home from Jamaica, Jeff flew with us until Chicago. Then we had a 4 hour layover together where we got to do customs and all that fun stuff. We had dinner together in the terminal. It felt like old times when you could go to the gate with someone and see them actually get on their flight. His flight north and our flight west were both at the same time so we got to maximize our time together before another 4 hour flight with a baby on my lap who prefers sleeping in his crib or crawling around...
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